已经三年了,在岁月的铅华中,唯一洗不掉的是对他的回忆。在隐隐约约的怀念里,我在心底如约地为他保留了一个纷繁的角落———终生不能遗忘的感动和深藏着浅笑的遗憾。他是我高二时的班主任,长得其貌不扬却有才子的情思和善良,嘴拙却心胜。和他初次打交道时,我就已经深谙了他平 It has been three years. Among the years of lead, the only thing that cannot be washed is his memory. In the vague reminiscences, I have kept in my heart a lot of horns and corners for him - the emotions that can never be forgotten and deep regret. He was the head teacher in my senior year of high school. He was very good-looking and talented, but he was eloquent but his heart was good. When I first dealt with him, I already knew him well.